Monday, 1 December 2014

She Whispers

She is made of stone driven by anger, rage and fear, it is inside fighting to come out.
It speaks to me and I ignore it.
Why must she live in darkness she asks? Why can't you love her?
I listen, but remain silent for I do not know the answers she seeks.

Shhhhh she whispers... You are not alone, I am here, I am alive and I am strong because of you.